The Beauty of Pain

There is no beauty in pain itself, but there’s something beautiful about the peace of Heaven that surpasses understanding. It was a few days ago that I was driving to work with a heavy heart, a heart so heavy that it felt like the world was a completely different place… But something happened to me that I can’t fully explain.

While I was driving, it seemed like the whole world slowed down. As I gazed at the leaves falling off the trees, it seemed as if my senses became heightened beyond anything that made any sense to me. I could hear music coming from the trees. I could hear music coming from nature in itself. The songs played like a perfect melody in my head. The music was amazing… I could feel the music, I could smell it, I could taste it, and I could see it with my natural eyes.

It felt like an out of body experience, and I began to feel hope. I started to feel a peace that surpassed my human reasoning… I felt as if my body was driving my car, but my spirit was in Heaven, at least that’s what it looked like, that’s what it felt like. I didn’t understand why I felt peace, but I could feel it in my spirit.

I couldn’t explain it, I couldn’t define it, but I could feel it, I could taste it, I could smell it, I could see it. I didn’t even know what “it” was, all I knew was that God was giving me a peace I didn’t understand, a peace that seemed to take me to another land, it helped me to realize that I don’t need a plan, and that all I needed to do was reach for Daddy God’s hand.

There’s something about that experience that made me hungry for more, but in the midst of my pain and confusion, I didn’t even know what I was asking for.

Last year around this same time, I got a prophetic word from Bethel church, and in the prophetic word, I was recommended to watch the movie, “August Rush.” For those of you that have seen that movie, that would be the best way for me to explain how the music permeated within me. There’s something about faith that brings truth from a greater reality into ours. The fact is that the world we live in can be a hard, cruel, and cold place, but the truth is that the reality of Heaven invading our world through faith, love, and perseverance changes our reality.

Pain is temporary, but joy is eternal. Pain teaches us that if we experience disappointment while pursuing our promise, it’s not supposed to happen, but joy teaches us that it isn’t the promise that hurts, it’s the process. Never confuse your promise with your process; with perseverance, your process will always take you to your promise.

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